Yes it’s been pretty frustrating over the years because she knows we don’t approve and she only tells us what we want to hear and tries to convince us that he’s really OK and we are watching her spend money like a drunken sailor on him.
Yesterday she said she was in the area when we got out of church and that turned out to be what I thought, she was out our way looking for a property for him.
Bless her heart she doesn’t even realize he knows people in his hometown and he’s just going to get in trouble even quicker.
There’s no question that relocating him is not the answer for anything- he’s going to take the problem with him when he goes.
I’m like “look here train wreck -this ain’t your station”
Let me say a little bit about enabling- It’s really good for some things to just not ever get started. I understand bailing a 16-year-old out one time-maybe twice at most.
To the enabler what it looks like is a grandiose means of caring and helping.
To the enabled what it looks like is a free ride.
The worst thing you can do for somebody that makes bad choices is take care of all their basic needs- Then they are not forced to work to survive-
One time she told me she didn’t buy him drugs or alcohol. I said mom do you not realize when you pay for everything else that you’re making it easier for him to spring for that junk.
“ I never thought about it that way”
Well, you should have - -about 30 years ago- and stopped.
You know the thing that amazes me is the level that this is not working at- And of course it never has.
And here she is out with her last $50,000 cash looking to repeat the same thing she just did with a few hundred thousand dollars that he has ruined.
And to answer the question will I go check on my brother if she settles him up our way-
I seriously doubt it. You never know when you’re going to walk into a situation like that and end up with a bullet in the head just being at the wrong place at the wrong time.
A long time ago I stopped in on a friends brother to check up on them.they had been tweeking for a while and went dark.
When I got there his skinny dog was chained up soaking wet out in a rainstorm. I let the dog in and fed it after knocking and calling out loudly.called out loudly after coming in too.
As I was feeding the dog the tweeking crackhead comes out,loads a rifle and points it at my head despite knowing I was there,why,and what I was doing. After taking way too long to lower it he said some shit about wanting to catch his girlfriend cheating.
I never went back and could care less what he's doing these days...